[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest
I'm a leave here with your woman
Cause I'm so damn dishonest
I'mma pull up to the club, and park my sh** in front of it
I need a bunch of condoms cause I f** a lot of hundreds
I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest
I'm a leave here with your woman
Cause I'm so damn dishonest
I'mma pull up to the club, and park my sh** in front of it
I need a bunch of condoms cause I f** a lot of hundreds
[Verse 1]
Serve deuces, serve ounces
My trap house be bouncin'
Your baby brother got a bomb from me
Yellow Ferrari, its a bumblebee
b**h can't get a crumb from me
If a n***a wanna hang with me, gotta shoot a firearm for me
Got a company, [?] off a quarter key
Run off on me its a tragedy
Gold masterpiece like I'm Master P
Wanna sign with me, wanna rap with me
Then you first you gotta be a trap athelete
Get your whole clique k**ed for a half a p
Industry no rapsody
In my hood y'all couldn't last a week
My young n***as bout to leave out the Jeep
Earn your keep
Headshot across the street your brains leak all down the street
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest
I'm a leave here with your woman
Cause I'm so damn dishonest
I'mma pull up to the club, and park my sh** in front of it
I need a bunch of condoms cause I f** a lot of hundreds
I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest
I'm a leave here with your woman
Cause I'm so damn dishonest
I'mma pull up to the club, and park my sh** in front of it
I need a bunch of condoms cause I f** a lot of hundreds
[Verse 2]
I'ma pull up right in front the club
I am the club, I run the club
Smokin' on this cali bud
Your girlfriend on all type of d**
I only rock designer clothes
I only sell designer d**
I'm sellin dope, this country town is borin' we can't find a club
Shoot it out with barney guns
I bet I pop behind the club
My young n***as hop out and park
b**h you standin' right by the club
50 shots thats not enough, 200 shots that monkey nuts
Gucci Mane got monkey nuts
I bet them n***as don't try us
Bricks in the wall are hockey dust
50 [?] start a ma**acre
Pullin' up to your pa**enger, then shootin' up your challenger
n***a see me textin' you, why you ain't answer us
Better go hide in Canada, make em beat up your manager
[Hook: Gucci Mane]
I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest
I'm a leave here with your woman
Cause I'm so damn dishonest
I'mma pull up to the club, and park my sh** in front of it
I need a bunch of condoms cause I f** a lot of hundreds
I got a pocket full of money, and I'm gon' be honest
I'm a leave here with your woman
Cause I'm so damn dishonest
I'mma pull up to the club, and park my sh** in front of it
I need a bunch of condoms cause I f** a lot of hundreds